Susil Crags

Disaster has struck!
The Crags are a series of rocky formations with small caves and crevices throughout. Many of the lower-lying areas of the Crags have been flooded, however, with water pouring in from the Northern stretches of Moladion. Some paths have been completely submerged, and some are nothing more than a few rocky peaks sticking out of the water. The water is fairly slow moving but begins to pick speed up towards the Grotto, becoming a series of intense rapids and waterfalls as it nears the Grotto's entrance.

The area itself is still traversible. However, it can be risky. Large amounts of debris can enter the waterway, creating bridges at times but also creating dams that break and cause ocassional flash-flooding. Be careful, travelers! One wrong step and you could end up finding out where the water goes.

Note: Susil Crags will return to normal once 25 posts have been completed (or at Staff discretion). During this time, new threads will receive a 'Surprise','Disaster', and prizes.

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Mugen!
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Things were quiet at home. His freedom was coming and with little challenge with that. His mother was growing more and more absent and it seemed he wasnít the only one to notice her negligence of the lands. Mugen took the distraction to leave, he was grown enough to handle himself somewhat, and wasnít exactly scared of going outside the lands on his own. The cream boy was happy they were gone, happy they were out of the way and distracted by whatever else distracted them in the world. Even Halcyon wasnít in his way anymore or his father. Good. That meant the world was his for the exploring and taking and pillaging as he wanted. And that was just what he was going to do.

His cream colored form found itself standing on many rocks. Strange territory but he liked it. Rough and rugged just like him. Mugenís fur was scruffy and constantly a mess. It was short but always was ruffled up like he was always on edge. And really, he sort of was. The boys teal and brown eyes went around the area, narrowed as he looked around for something to mess with. Another wolf, a small animal. Something to tease or torment. He didnít mind killing things either, but playing was his foremost goal. Now though something was dawning on him. He was free now. He can go where ever he wants and his mother might not ever find him. He didnít care either.

Mugen was free, no one would control him. No one would stop him either. This was his world and he was going to own it. Perhaps not the way many would think, he wasnít a king, such silly thing to wish for, power control of others, he was just going to dominate the world and whatever it was that it threw at him. Death, destruction. Didnít matter what life threw at him he would kill it or get it out of the way. Be the strongest survivor out there and that would be the end of that tail.

He smirked, his small form slipping down from a rock before letting his little black claws grip another, reveling in the challenge this terrain was giving him and he was defeating with such ease. He wanted more challenges in life. His parents were just the start, these rocks the next. Who else would face him? What else would try to keep him from what he wanted in this world?

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